Yesterday, like today, and the day before, was gray, bleak and drizzly. I am walking in the woods, looking for landmarks. Arising out of deep simplicity, landmarks change. There is Carmen Miranda, her hat a cornucopia of ferns balanced atop Vagina Tree. Avebury Rock is all stomach and naked of foliage, until next spring. In the doorless Stone House, the alchemist Paracelsus once proposed that he had created a false human being through his science. Called a homunculus, this creature stood no more than 12 inches tall and does the work usually associated with a golem. However, after a short time, the homunculus was known to turn on it's creator and run away. The recipe consisted of a bag of bones, sperm, skin fragments and discarded socks and other unsorted remnants of a sagging economy and chimerical cause. Through it all, the Green Man remains adamant: Why are you always missing the point?

On the cold trail,
a white flower
               blooms.

 

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